Whoever told you that monsters were just under your bed, lied to you.

Whoever told you that people can’t change, lied to you.

Whoever told you that magic wasn’t real, lied to you.

And whoever told you that the voices in your head were fake… lied to you.

No, I’m not sick.

I’m not dying.

Hell yes, I’m probably driving myself crazy. But that’s part of the fun right?

Laying here in this hole…

Remembering every little thing you did.

It hurts, hurts like hell.

How could you leave me?

You didn’t try to patch.

Didn’t even try to fix.

Shit, I’d be surprised if you even thought about how it hurt. I think I might fall over in shock if it even crossed your mind for one damned second.

Isn’t like you’d catch me.

Hell, you’re too good to help anyone but yourself. Or so you thought, yeah, you thought.

All that laying awake at night…

Close my eyes and I see it.

Peel ‘em wide open and pin them up.

Somehow you’re still there, here.

What the hell’s the matter with you?

You can’t take a hint?

I don’t want you.

Go the fuck away.

Yet the memory sticks close.

I’d be damned if anyone even fucking read this.

Doesn’t matter.

I know where I’m going.

Oh, boy do I know.

Once you said;

I’m the monster.

And I know what I’ll do.

And no.

You won’t put me under your bed.

You won’t hear me in your mind.

You won’t try to change me.

Because baby, I’m not coming after half of you.

Haha, no honey.

I’m coming for all of you.